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Philby 
Medium
de Rory Gallagher
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Now ain't it I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm in action on a mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in from the cold
There's a stranger in my soul,
I'm lost in in a lonesome city,
I can't in from the cold,
I'm in action on a mission,
Contact's down,
Time drags by, I'm above suspicion,
There's a on the telephone
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Well it sure is dark in clockwork city,
Contact's never gonna show,
I've got a code which can't be broken,
My eyes never seem to close,
Well, I'm standing here in the silent city,
Shadows falling down,
I'm disconnected but I don't pity,
The night's gonna burn on slow.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now ain't it funny that I feel Philby,
A stranger on a foreign shore,
I've got my and I move quickly,
There's a upon the door,
Still in and I'm to danger,
My cover can't be blown,
It's getting and it's getting crazy,
Tell me, what is going on?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
o'clock and nothing's moving,
Six o'clock and the daylight's stirring,
A Morning comes, must be moving on.
All night long my mind's been burning,
Makes me feel a long, long way from home,
Now ain't it strange I feel like Philby,
There's a stranger in my
I'm in transit in a lonesome city
I can't come in from the cold
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